Plump, repugnant, festering hot dogs stewing in water so salty it would make the Atlantic Ocean look purified in comparison. Mermaids has these hot dogs for around three bucks a pop. You can load them with a myriad of disgusting toppings that were probably purchased in cans at the 99 cent store. My self-inflicted hot dog flavor of choice? The Greek one. This thing is loaded with hunks of feta cheese that look like Lincoln Logs. There's so much feta on this thing that it looks like someone dumped demolished drywall on your hot dog. Not to be outdone, Mermaids tops the whole thing off with olives (no, not kalamata, but rubbery black ones).
Here comes the point where you dunk these things in that basketball hoop you mistakenly call a mouth. This hotdog is not only perverse and disgusting; it's an attack on your nervous system and a slap in the face of Greek culture. But it's so good. The woman working the counter was shocked and appalled that I came up for more than one. And wait, Mermaids is a casino? I didn't notice that part. I'll have to look around next time when I'm not blinded by a sodium induced coma.
Sober rating: A
Drunk rating: A+++++++++